Circle Of Life
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Anil Kumar Panda
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Is it my own making
That I have got caught
In a vicious circle of
Sorrow and joy,
Or is it my past karma
That is proving the truth
I am just a toy;
How many circles I
Have to go on till my
The Soul is lost forever,
Or I have not a goal
No distance is fixed
I am just a running river;
I wish I had a fixed
Date to retire from this
Quagmire of joy and pain,
The day breaks for me
With a hidden message
How, where and when.
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